u put your head in your hands and breathe deeply. How where u going to tell him? u had gotten the phone call today.

u were actually close to Soda. Danny played with Grace and Logan all the time. u couldn’t even begin to imagine how they felt.

u hear the front door open. Darry was home pagina now. u take another deep breath, and sit at the keuken-, keuken table.

Just breathe.

He walks into the kitchen. “Hey babe, what’s wrong?” He asks, setting down his wallet and keys.

u swallow. “I got a call.” Is all u manage to say.

“About?” He asks, eyebrows raised.

“Soda’s dead.” u blurt out.

The look on Darry’s face would haunt your memory for the rest of your life.

He just sat down on the floor in pure shock, mouth open, eyes wide.